Time: 7 PM
Place: Room 612: Rosewood London
Dress code: Bondage
I smile and I knock on the hotel room’s door. I still get my invitations for our Thursday nights every week. Julian isn’t about to let that side of himself go.
When we are here, we aren’t Mum and Dad with responsibilities.
He is Mr. Masters and I am his high-end call girl, and I f*****g love it.
He makes me feel so alive in this room.
The door opens in a rush and he stands before me. Trademark navy suit, just f****d hair with a wave in the top, and dominance oozing from every perfect pore.
His dark eyes hold mine and his tongue slides over his bottom lip in anticipation. My stomach still flutters every time.
He’s just so…
Perfect.
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